With casual steps, Milo approached Zen with a faint smile.
He presented himself as calmly as possible with all his emotions in check.
“Nice to et you again,” he said, leaning forward with a smirk.
Zen glanced at him with a sharp gaze. “You still haven't compensated for my sword. You owe eight million divine crystals.”
“Can't you let it go? I haven't sold any Sword-reading Liquid in the past few months. So you could earn lots of divine crystals,” Milo said with his shoulders held back.
Zen looked Milo directly in the eye and shrugged. “I relied on my own ability to earn them, not you.”
In the past, Milo had warned Zen. But when he returned to the Flow Sword Sect, soone also warned him.
Only a handful of people from the palace were capable of making the Sword-reading Liquid. However, only Milo was given the privilege of selling there.
Because of this opportunity, Milo had the chance to accumulate unbelievable amounts of divine crystals. But perhaps, it was now ti for him to pass this privilege down to Zen, who had proven himself worthy of it.
“I can give you millions of divine crystals,” Milo continued with arched eyebrows. “But you will have to defeat first. How long do you think that will take?” Milo raised his eyebrows slightly, provoking Zen clearly.
None of the disciples of Flow Sword Sect could compete with Milo.
In his many years residing in the Flow Sword Sect, no disciple ca close to even being able to threaten him. They were worlds apart in strength. In fact, there were only two or three disciples of the sa generation as him in the whole Oneness Sky Palace who had talents on par with his.
And now, the count had increased by one more...
“I'm in no such hurry, but I don't think it will take long.” Zen tilted his head and raised his eyebrows.
After hearing what Zen said, Milo nodded his head and scoffed. “I'll wait for it, but I hope it won't... take forever.”
Then he reached for Kate's hand and casually walked away.
“Did you hear that? This guy called Zen seems to be in conflict with Milo?”
“This is not the point. The point is that he can make Sword-reading Liquid!”
“It turns out that he is a talent of Instant Enlightennt. No wonder... Talented people are extraordinary wherever they are!”
The news from Milo ca as more of a shock to them compared to Zen reaching the tenth floor of Flow Tower in his first attempt.
After all, Flow Tower was just a test for the disciples of the Flow Sword Sect, to see if they had ways of resisting the Fla of Soul. However, Instant Enlightennt was a standard. Talents that t with the standard were supposed to possess boundless potential in the future.
There was a huge population in the entire palace, but there were only a few talents who had the capability of Instant Enlightennt since ancient tis.
“Instant Enlightennt...”
The glamorous woman suddenly realized it and had an annoyed look.
Such a rare talent was hard to ignore for the palace, but none reminded her!
As Zen approached Trish and Carrie, they couldn't conceal their excitent as they welcod him with glistening eyes.
“Mr... Mr. Luo...”
Rembering all the complaints and grudges she held in the past against Zen, Trish couldn't help but feel flustered.
“I promised that I wouldn't let you down, didn't I? ” Zen asked with a sweet smile.
“Of course...” Carrie shook her head with teary eyes.
“Talents like you don't need to rest and release all emotions. I'm sorry that we were oblivious to this,” Trish said, bowing respectfully.
“All right. Let's go,” Zen said as he gestured them to leave with him.
As she watched them leave, the glamorous woman called out to them from behind. “Wait.”
Zen turned around and looked at her. “What is it?”
“According to the rules of Flow Sword Sect, you and Imran should move since you have reached the seventh floor of Flow Tower,” the woman said in a very polite manner as she stared at Zen.
Even though Zen was a newcor, he had proven himself to be on the sa level as Milo, maybe even surpassing him. Naturally, she would change her attitude towards him.
Hearing this, an overjoyed Trish and Carrie exchanged glances between themselves. They were so excited to move that they almost accepted the offer on behalf of Zen, who stood there blankly.
But Zen shook his head lightly and declined. “No need. I think that house is good enough.”
Trish's and Carrie's jaws dropped to the floor in bewildernt. They had no words to describe Zen.
“This is not the way it should be. This is the rule of Flow Sword Sect. Please move, or you'll make things hard for ,” the glamorous woman said gently, not taking no for an answer. After all, it was her duty to do this.
In a dilemma, Zen curled his lips and looked at the girls. Their big bright eyes seed to be saying, “Take it, move...”
Giving in to their needs, he waved his hands in defeat and said, “All right. Let's go back to pack up. We'll move...”
Watching their backs as they left, the beautiful woman nad Winnie couldn't help but feel a little jealous.
Lost in her train of thoughts, she bit her lip so hard that it started bleeding.
Recalling back to the ti when she mocked Trish made her feel horrible as it all later blew up in her face when Zen proved everyone wrong.
The other girls in white felt the sa emotions as Winnie. They all stood baffled.
Just two hours ago, they were all collectively sympathizing with Trish and Carrie, believing that they were going to be expelled from the mountain.
But ti changed its course so quickly that they couldn't comprehend what had just happened. After two hours, Trish and Carrie walked alongside Zen, who was now on par with Milo, making their way to their private courtyard house. The sudden change in their situation felt like heavy hamrs raining down on their chest.
Those courtyard houses were exquisite and lavish.
Each house had six independent smaller ones and three yards within it.
For the purpose of enunciating its splendor, it was decorated with pavilions and clear ponds.
But warriors like Zen had no interest in lavish living conditions, they only needed a small room and isolation to cultivate in peace.
A True God could build such a house in four to six hours in any scenic place they wished, but of course not at the top of Oneness Mountain.
After exploring the courtyard house for a bit, Trish and Carrie followed close behind Zen.
Since they had moved into a separate courtyard house and their wages had tripled, they were very grateful to Zen.
For ordinary people, the reward of divine crystals was considerable enough.
However, these won had other plans to show how grateful they were.
Since Zen now understood the chanism of Flow Tower and the importance of “releasing his emotions,” he couldn't squirm his way out of this if he wanted to master the Flow Strike.
Naturally, having the company of such a talented man, young won like Trish and Carrie inevitably admired him.
Just as they began to fantasize about him, Zen suddenly asked, “Now that I'm living alone in this courtyard house, can I bring my wives here?”
Letitia, Margaret, and the others had been staying in his inner world for a long ti. It was ti for them to co out and breathe a little fresh air.
“What? Your wives?”
Trish and Carrie looked at each other with a confused expression. Trish answered, “The courtyard house is allocated to you by Flow Sword Sect. The sect won't interfere, but... You have been married?”
For them, Zen was quite young. They had never expected him to have been married. The news ca as a shock to them.
“Yes, of course. If so, I'll invite them out,” Zen said as he looked around.
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